Greetings!
I mentioned in my post 'Night Vision - Pieces of a Dream' Phenomenon that I only started writing down my dreams and what happened in my life consistently after this incredible experience.
I flipped through a couple of my journals recently. I found an interesting coincidence about our moves to other states. Both times I had prophetic dreams seven months before they actually happened.
Here is the story behind our first move to another state.
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On Jan. 11, 2007 (111 angels day!), I woke up from a dream. In the dream, we arrived home after shopping. We saw a crew of workers outside of our apartment. After we parked the car, a worker immediately put two bags of our belongings onto the back seat of our car. It seemed all our belongings had been packed and placed at a corner outside. The workers began loading them into our car. I was standing by the car. I opened the door at the driver side. I saw lots of big shrimps piled up on the floor of the passenger side. There were so many shrimps that some had fallen outside of the car. I went over to the passenger side, and tried to scope the shrimps back into the car. I saw a hole on the ground, and there were even more shrimps.
Shrimp was one of my favorite food. Seeing things that I liked, I felt good about the dream. I did not analyze the dream. I simply recorded it.
At that time, the economy in our state was getting worse and worse. Few months later, our older son was pink-slipped. It was not a surprise. Over the years, many people had been laid off. Luckily, I was no longer the old me. I was at peace for I knew everything was going to be alright. My son was frustrated because of the situation. I told him to be patient for I believed things would look up after his birthday.
Indeed, our son began to have interviews after his birthday. Soon he was offered a job. If he accepted the offer, he would start working in 2 to 3 weeks. However, here came the divine intervention.
On the same day he got the offer, a recruiter had arranged a phone interview for our son with a corporation in another state. Our son told him he already got a job offer, and declined to take the phone interview. The recruiter was very persistent. He said, in the present economy, most companies would not pay for out of state candidates to fly in for a personal interview. He said the interview was prearranged, and it would make him (the recruiter) looked bad if our son did not take the call. He asked our son to help him out. He said all our son needed to do was to answer the phone, and that would be it.
My husband and I happened to be home that day. Our son told us he agreed to the phone interview because he felt he had an obligation to help the recruiter. He made it clear that he would take the job which had been offered to him. I asked my husband to go upstairs with me so that our son could have the family room all to himself when he answered the phone.
I could not convey the feeling I had that afternoon. While our son was talking on the phone, the whole house was filled with indescribable peace and joy. I told my husband in a hushed voice, "I feel lots of angels are in our apartment. There is this sense of peace that I have never felt before!"
The phone interview took almost 45 minutes. Afterward, the recruiter thanked our son. Soon, he called again because the company wanted our son to fly over there for an interview. The company would pay for all the expenses, e.g. plane tickets, car rental, and hotel during his stay.
Our son used to kept things to himself. He always said he didn't want to hear anything spiritual. Therefore, I did not share with him how I felt during the phone interview. Before he left for the interview, I only knew the name of the state. When I finally heard the name of the city, I was surprised as well as amazed. I learned from books there was a big spiritual research center. The founder was a world known channel and spiritual teacher. He moved on many years ago, but his contribution to humanity was profound. I loved and respected him greatly. I had prayed I would visit the center some day.
A couple of days after our son returned home, he was told he got the job. Included in the offer was money for relocation.
Our son had always told us he wanted to stay in the state where he was born and where his friends were. Though deep inside I felt something divine was unfolding, I did not want to influence him in any way. When he came to ask for my opinion on which job he should accept, I said, "I have no opinion. It is your life. You are in control. It is your decision to make." Hearing that, he thought for a while. Then he cheerfully announced, "We are moving! I want you and Dad to move there with me."
Seven months after the dream, I arrived in a city that was by the ocean. During our four and a half years stay, I ate my favorite food, shrimps and fish, 3 to 4 times a week. They were fresh, and the prices were very affordable. I visited the big spiritual center. I also found a small interfaith church which I regarded as my spiritual home. I met many wonderful, loving friends. I facilitated four healing workshops that I had never imagined I could or I would. (Click to view A beautiful pink fish on the back of a white dove) My English was not fluent, but my loving brothers and sisters allowed me to speak and connect with them on two Sundays in 2010 and 2011.
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2007 was a year of many changes. Our younger son used the money he saved as a down payment for a house for he was getting married in the summer. He moved out of our apartment, and moved into his own house in Feb. Coincidentally, the day our older son got the news of his job offer was also our younger son's wedding rehearsal. All these years, our family of four had lived together. Though our younger son had moved to another city about an hour away, we still lived in the same state. The unexpected news was a shock to our younger son, and the move caused lots of emotions in each one of us.
Our younger son's wedding day was one of the most joyful days in my life. He had always conducted himself well even as a child. Seeing how handsome he looked and how mature he handled himself, I felt blessed and honored to be his mother. Before the wedding ceremony, others said I would probably cry as many mothers did. I said I would smile through the ceremony. Boy, was I wrong!
I learned from my son that he and his fiancee had agreed to really take some time before their wedding day to think of what to say to each other as their vows instead of just the formal words. They would keep the words in their hearts. In other words, the bride did not know what the groom would say before the ceremony, and it was the same with the groom. When they said their vows, their words of love from their hearts touched all who were present. I was moved to tears as others had predicted.
In the days that followed, I was stressed out because of the move. There were so much to do such as packing, cleaning, and throwing away lots of stuff. I could not feel the excitement of moving to a city that I had longed to visit. I understood the move was very much in the divine order. However, I loved both of my sons dearly, and wish I could always be there for them. I could only take comfort in the fact that our younger son and his wife would have love and support because our daughter-in-law's family lived near them.
Writing this post brings back lots of memories and emotions. In tears and laughter, in love and joy, we live, we love, and learn many life lessons. Time flies in a blink. Now I am a grandmother of three adorable children. May all of us look back at our lives with laugh of pure joy as Buddha did upon his awakening. Amen.
Click here to view The Amazing Prophetic Dreams of Moving - Story 2
Love,
Q of D
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